Were driving two hours to st louis so we can pee on the arch. See you in the morning. I might be sober by then.
all i remember is that her bootyshorts said 'shameless' and that there was no turning back.
I wore a leash I'll tell you about it later I had a fantastic time
I feel the need to clarify that I did not show her my vagina.
quick, send me a pic of a fat chick eating ice cream in a bikini. no joke, no questions, just do it.
If i theoretically had to put an iv back in what do I need to do?
Smuggling a beer bottle full of vodka out of the bar with a tampon as a plug for the top of the bottle wasn't one of my classiest ideas... but your hangover proves it was resourceful and effective. Your welcome.
I'm attracted to him because he looks like the kind of guy who would lick my asshole without me having to ask.
She's high and running across rooftops. Yes we're going to end up in A&E again.
I just need to find a good handlebar mustache to sit on until I'm over that beard
I mean...he danced with his dick still inside of me. What more could a girl ask for?
What'd I miss?
Erotic hypnosis and studded dog collars.
But what we lack in money, we make up for in dry humor and drugs
just drove past - why are you walking towards the shop in your pyjamas?
Can't talk, on a quest for bacon.
Family acid trip. They're welcoming me into the family.
What. The. Fuck.
Family acid trip.
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